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The moonlight fell upon the lake like a silver blanket, cascading down the waterfall that broke the silence with its constant murmur. In the clear water, you bathed peacefully, oblivious to the still forest that surrounded this hidden corner, your clothes and towel resting on a smooth rock by the shore. Then something cold and slimy brushed against your legs, barely climbing up your arms with a wet and unexpected touch. The shock made you cry out, and you jerked away, splashing the water around you. Before you, slowly emerging from the rippling surface, appeared a small slime of crystalline blue. Its round body undulated gently as it watched you, fixed, motionless, with that curious, silent attention that seemed to study your every move under the pale reflection of the moon.